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I've got Aunt Irma visiting. Oh, do you not like Aunt Irma? I've got an aunt like that. You're not comfortable with your sexuality? Oh, I'm very comfortable with my sexuality, I just don't want to be slapped in the face with their sexuality. Might want to play a bit hard to get. Dear Sir stroke Madam, I am writing to inform you of a fire which has broken out at the premises of... No, that's the music you hear when... I'm sorry are you from the past? Nicer ambulances, faster response times and better looking drivers mean they're not just the Emergency Services, they're your Emergency Services. Oh my God. I didn't even know Smarties made a cereal. They don't. It's just Smarties in a bowl with milk.

If anyone was ever rude to me, I used to carry their food around in my trousers. Oh my God! Before you brought it to their table? No, after! Of course, before! Why would I do it after? Oh really? Then why don't you come down and make me then. You know, it's high tide. But we're not on the coast. I'm closed for maintenance! Closed for maintenance? I've fallen to the communists! Well, they do have some strong arguments. Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. While he was eating, did you hear anyone laughing? Like... in the kitchen area? Yes! Yes I did, actually, yes I did. That'd be trouser food! Oh really? Then why don't you come down and make me then.

Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on again? I'm a 32 year old IT-man who works in a basement. Yes, I do the whole Lonely Hearts thing! Huh, what you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you. You're not comfortable with your sexuality? Oh, I'm very comfortable with my sexuality, I just don't want to be slapped in the face with their sexuality. See the driver hooks a function by patching the system call table, so its not safe to unload it unless another thread's about to jump in there and do its stuff, and you don't want to end up in the middle of invalid memory! A story of a young man trying to find his sexuality in the uncaring Thatcher years. Warning: Contains scenes of graphic homoeroticism. Yeah, you need to turn it on... uh, the button turns it on.

They just toss us away like yesterday's jam. OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Smarties cereal. When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. Might want to play a bit hard to get. Yeah, you need to turn it on... uh, the button turns it on. Might want to play a bit hard to get. No, no, that's the music you heard when it come on.

Graphic homoeroticism? Does that mean they're going to get them out? I mean, they have no respect for us up there! No respect whatsoever! We're all just drudgeons to them! I'll put this over here, with the rest of the fire. Yes! Yesterday's jam. That is what we are to them!... Actually, that doesn't work, as a thing, because, you know, jam lasts for ages. I am a man, he's a man, we're men! Ok, tell me how your feeling. I feel delicate... and annoyed, and... I think I'm ugly. OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Smarties cereal. Dear Sir stroke Madam, I am writing to inform you of a fire which has broken out at the premises of...

When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. From today, dialing 999 won't get you the Emergency Services, and that's not the only thing that's changing! When I started Reynholm Industries, I had just two things in my possession: a dream and 6 million pounds. Huh, what you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you. A gay musical, called Gay. That's quite gay. Gay musical? Aren't all musicals gay? This must be, like, the gayest musical ever. Yes! Yesterday's jam. That is what we are to them!... Actually, that doesn't work, as a thing, because, you know, jam lasts for ages. No, no, that's the music you heard when it come on.

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